I read this article in Mind Your Body, it comes together with The Straits Times every Wed. It talks about the 4 letter word: LOVE.
Extracted:
The word for romantic love in Ancient Greek is eros. Eros is the god of love and sexual desire. One accounts of his birth was that he was the offspring of Penia, Goddess of Poverty, and Poros, God of Resource. With this mismatch, Eros's suffering was destined to fluctuate forever between poverty and plenty. Constantly craving, constantly consuming, never satisfied.
So anyone who has ever fallen in love will identify with this, to be in love is to be in want. It is a passionate craving; urgent longing to possess and be united with the beloved. Passionate love is an obsession; a kind of madness.
They even uses The Proclaimers's song to sum it up:
Six thousand million people in the world
And you say there's just one.
The only one and you must be together.
And if they love you the pain is so sweet, it just gets better and better.
And if they don't, you want them more than ever.
Eros is an intoxicating mixture of anguish and joy. You fall in love, and you suffer torment until she returns your love. When at last you have her in your arms, you are transported to seventh heaven.
But even the joy of this newfound union is tempered with pain. What if she ceases to love you? What if she leaves you? What if she learns to love someone else?
If you are lucky, the time comes when you are secure in her love. You love her, and she loves you. You belong to one another. This sharing of passionate love is one life's most sublime experiences. Every precious momemt ought to be savoured. Because it cannot last.
The nature of eros is want. But when want is satisfied, it ceases to be. We cannot continue to crave that which we possess.
If love is want, how can it survive after it has been fulfilled; how can it continue once it has been satisfied; how can we make love without unmaking it?
New love is wild and intoxicating. But eventually, satisfaction kills desire. We cannot stay "in love" because we cannot stay in want. We cannot remain urgently in need of someone who is with us every night and every day.
We should live passion while we encounter it. But we should understand that it cannot last.
We can become disappointed and fustrated; and perhaps angry with the lover whose kisses are no longer quite so urgent.
Or we can move from one grand passion to another, constantly rekindling the flames of love in the embraces of someone new.
Or we can accept eros must sooner or later give way to something else; that love must change, and not every change is for the worse.